

I used to think 40 was the age of proper adults. Like, when I was 40, I would finally feel like all those real adults. The ones who wear beige slacks, have a budget that includes investment-y thingamabobs and don't find an ill-timed, loud and public fart hilarious.
So, I'm 42 next week. And until recently, I still felt the same way I did 20 years ago. I have the same style and laugh at the same jokes. I'm moderately more financially literate… I guess. But other than that, my 40s felt like the new 20s.